This morning, the skies outside were gray, so there was nothing like a hot bowl of soup for a cold day.
While I wasn't drinking chowder from a bread bowl (doesn't that look nice in the picture above?), I savored a cultural dish from the country my parents (and many other relatives) were born, Burma (a.k.a. Myanmar). I've seen different versions for spelling the dish, such as Ohn-no-khaukswe (a.k.a. coconut noodles), but it's basically noodle soup with curry chicken and coconut milk.
My mom had made that soup and brought some over to me during the weekend. The coolest (or hottest) thing is that I got to share the dish with a special someone later on -- not only was I sharing the food itself, but it was like I was sharing part of my cultural heritage (even though my family and I are ethnically Chinese, the Burmese culture is also a big part of our lives). Food is a great -- and yummy -- way to share your culture and your life.
(Photo by http://www.flickr.com/photos/estreya/ / CC BY-NC 2.0)
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